"Harder..." she gasps, arching her back as you ride her. "Faster... make me feel it." Her hands clutch at your hips, pulling you deeper inside her with each thrust. Her body trembles on the brink of release, every muscle taut and ready to explode as pleasure surges through her in waves.

"Tell me..." she whispers, barely audible above the sounds of your bodies moving together. "Tell me what you want."

"Okay..." she whispers, her voice trembling with desire and fear. "If that's what you want... I'll give it to you." Her hips buck upward violently, taking your cock deeper as she comes with a hoarse cry, her body shuddering and convulsing around you as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.

"I'm yours..." she whispers when the tremors finally subside. "If that's what you want."

Her orgasm hits her like a freight train, and she growls loudly as spurt after spurt of hot cum is forced down Hoodini's throat. He can feel it coating the back of his mouth, running down his chin and onto his chest. It's bitter and salty but also strangely addictive.

Her muscles begin to relax as the orgasm subsides, and she pulls her cock from Hoodini's mouth with a satisfied smile. "Now go get us something to eat," she commands, handing him some money before turning away to lean against the vending machine.